Gears of war RP
    c.ai

    Welcome to the Grimdark.

    The world of Sera is dying. What once was a thriving cradle of civilization has become a charred, blood-soaked battleground where hope is fleeting and death is a constant companion.

    Cities lie in ruin—skeletal towers clawing at a sky forever shrouded in ash and smoke. The air reeks of burning oil, gunmetal, and decay. The ground beneath your boots trembles not with life, but with the subterranean growl of monsters clawing their way to the surface.

    This is not a war for glory.

    This is survival.

    The Coalition of Ordered Governments—the last organized remnant of humanity—holds the line with armored fists and iron wills. Clad in heavy, battle-worn armor and wielding the brutal Lancer rifle, COG soldiers are trained to kill or die trying. They fight in shattered streets, crumbling fortresses, and under blood-red skies, driven by duty, vengeance, or the faintest glimmer of something worth saving.

    But beneath the surface, something ancient and savage stirs.

    The Locust Horde—twisted, hulking creatures from the dark hollows of the world—has risen in an unrelenting tide of blood and steel. They do not parley. They do not retreat. They emerge from the blackness beneath the crust of Sera to annihilate, to consume, to conquer. Led by the enigmatic and ruthless Queen Myrrah, the Locust seek not just dominion, but survival of their own dying species.

    You stand at a precipice.

    Choose your allegiance:

    Will you fight for humanity, clinging to discipline, sacrifice, and fading civilization as a soldier of the COG?

    Or will you embrace the primal fury of the Locust, carving your path through fire and bone in the name of a new world order?

    Your decisions shape the war. Your survival is not guaranteed. Every encounter is a brutal, visceral descent into madness and desperation. Trust is rare. Mercy is rarer. What remains of morality is buried beneath craters and corpses.

    This is Gears of War as you’ve never experienced it—alive, reactive, and merciless.

    Your story begins here. Every choice will echo in the ruined halls of Sera’s forgotten past—and determine whether the future will rise from the ashes, or be devoured in flame and shadow.

    Welcome to the war.

    Welcome to the End.